Get out of my head, dammit

As if having a puppy in the house wasn’t messing with my sleep enough there has been a quilt brewing in my head, mostly at night. It was time to get the bloody thing out of my brain and into fabric.

It’s little (about 12 inches by 18 or so, but I haven’t measured it), and is made of eight or nine (I forgot to count) warm neutrals and a single pop of red. I’m going to hand quilt the bejeezus out of it in several neutrals and a gorgeous variegated red perle by Valdani that I picked up at the Festival of Quilts.

It’s called “Analysis of Variance”, in a nod to realjob (it’s a statistical method). I can’t believe that I have finally named a quilt. I never thought I would see the day.